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Birthday Party for Laura/X-23
It's a pretty low-key party, all things considered, and not significantly different than the one Parker or Meg would have thrown in a dorm room for a friend at home, not-exactly-traditional menu not withstanding.
There's music, low enough to talk over (and maybe with a little more folk in the mix than one expects to find a party). Balloons and streamers in purple and blue and red. A place to leave presents. People to meet or catch up with.
And, most importantly, a chance to wish X-23 (or Laura) a very happy birthday.
There's music, low enough to talk over (and maybe with a little more folk in the mix than one expects to find a party). Balloons and streamers in purple and blue and red. A place to leave presents. People to meet or catch up with.
And, most importantly, a chance to wish X-23 (or Laura) a very happy birthday.
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She grabs his hand and drags him over to the table where the ice cream is.
"Here, I'll scoop you some right now. You have to eat some."
She takes a plate and messily scoops the ice cream onto it.
"It would be better if it was chocolate, but vanilla is okay. It's still ice cream."
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Clearly, this is considered a vital part of human education. Ice cream.
He has to admit, he is curious. Ice cream is something that humans seem to almost universally enjoy. He would eat some just to make Ingress happy, but it's also good to be able to satisfy curiosity.
Castiel accepts the plate with its lopsided scoops of ice cream and the spoon that Ingress thrusts at him. Very deliberately, with a See? I'm trying it. look at Ingress, he scoops up a large spoonful and deposits it in his mouth.
She is right. It is very sweet.
And VERY cold.
Castiel is not generally troubled by pain when he is in a human vessel. Mostly because he knows how to deflect it. It it probably due to the fact that he had not anticipated it that the ice cream hitting the roof of his mouth leaves him feeling like a very small demon is attempting to poke his vessel's eyeballs out of their sockets from the inside.
"Oh...my. That is very cold," he gets out.
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She finishes her root beer float so she can make another.
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Fortunately the pain seems to be receding rapidly as temperatures even out.
(Delicate pieces of engineering, human bodies.)
He takes a smaller bite of the ice cream this time. It goes better.
"It is good," he admits.
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Poor angels. They miss out on all the fun! Well, not Castiel. Not with Ingress helping!
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You don't have to be very old to be a font of information.
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She giggles. This was not a statement made in a sassy way.